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Friday, April 28, 2006

i dunno who you've changed into. i dunno who you are anymore. i dunno who my friends are anymore. i dunno who to trust anymore. i feel so hurt by what you did to me. i feel so lonely. fuck, i'd rather be some pathetic loner and die alone in some lonely and deserted street. i dunno what to do. i dunno what to say. you two are getting closer because of me, aren't you? talking about me behind my back. i dunno what answers you were looking for that you were so eager but isn't my personal things MY personal things? i dunno what it was that you were looking for, and personally i don't even care. no i don't even give a shit. because i know that i never did anything wrong so why should i even care? but looking through MY things when i'm gone? if you want to know anything from me, couldn't you just ask me? and if i wouldn't want to tell you, couldn't you just leave me alone? god, i didn't know that you could be that mean. who are you people? its just so wrong looking through my things and you KNOW it. amazing how i still can shut up about it and try to control my anger. just leave me alone. please.


(7:02 PM)